hate

There's a scene in a popular movie, where the evil hordes of mutant balls of seething hatred are breaking into the fortress, and the king stares at the inside of the last gates, which are crumbling... and he says "What can mere men do against such reckless hate?"

"Ride out with me. Ride out and meet them."

In that context, I quote the entirety of an op-ed published and praised by Salem-News.

http://www.salem-news.com/articles/july152009/american_problem_7-15-09.php

Here it is:

The American Problem
By Daniel Johnson Salem-News.com